Willows
05-13-2020, 10:54 PM
Her ears flicked as Cairo amended his statement with that particular add-on. Was... he wasn't referring to her, was he? She gave him a side-eye, but otherwise was silent as she continued to cut the strips. Oh, she knew very well what she must have looked like, to Sirius and others, a lone, family-less yearling whose life was upheaved by some unknown force, some tragedy. That was simply her status in this world, and she so often forgot that no amount of laughing or friendliness could cover it up that simple fact. Still, Cairo seemed to read her like a book. Or maybe she wasn't covering well enough? Maybe both.
But it was easier not to think about. Instead, she merely looked a bit confused at Cairo's statement about lions, before he added the tigers and bears bit. Her face dawned with sudden realization. "Oh. Ohhhhh. You meant the, the maned ones? You were fighting those?? Yeesh...." That made a lot more sense, suddenly. Mountain lions were daunting to her, but fairly common. She felt even more bad for him, now. "See, I had this exact problem with Sirius when I first met him, actually, and I think it's just different vernacular?" She scratched behind her ear. "It took me weeks to figure it out, but back home we just say 'lion' to refer to any big cat, and we usually used it to refer to mountain lions since they were the only ones around. It's different here, and I'm still getting used to -- well, to a lot of things, really."
When she woke, Mal couldn't help but giggle at the man's two-legged stance, and then watched him silently as he went to work, setting up the racks to dry the meat. When he grinned and left to wash his own face, Mal took off her bracelet and carefully tied the golden ribbon of the stopper to it before sliding the jewelry back onto her hind leg. Her tail wagged briefly when, upon his return, Cairo took off his bracer and threw it with the rest of his armor. It meant he wasn't leaving anytime soon, and that was alright with her. "How long should it take to dry?" she asked conversationally, and totally not gauging the time she had left with her newfound companion.
His armor brought up another question, though. "So Mister Lionkiller. Why did you want to become a warrior?"
--ooc: i'll edit this with my full table soon lolllllll
But it was easier not to think about. Instead, she merely looked a bit confused at Cairo's statement about lions, before he added the tigers and bears bit. Her face dawned with sudden realization. "Oh. Ohhhhh. You meant the, the maned ones? You were fighting those?? Yeesh...." That made a lot more sense, suddenly. Mountain lions were daunting to her, but fairly common. She felt even more bad for him, now. "See, I had this exact problem with Sirius when I first met him, actually, and I think it's just different vernacular?" She scratched behind her ear. "It took me weeks to figure it out, but back home we just say 'lion' to refer to any big cat, and we usually used it to refer to mountain lions since they were the only ones around. It's different here, and I'm still getting used to -- well, to a lot of things, really."
When she woke, Mal couldn't help but giggle at the man's two-legged stance, and then watched him silently as he went to work, setting up the racks to dry the meat. When he grinned and left to wash his own face, Mal took off her bracelet and carefully tied the golden ribbon of the stopper to it before sliding the jewelry back onto her hind leg. Her tail wagged briefly when, upon his return, Cairo took off his bracer and threw it with the rest of his armor. It meant he wasn't leaving anytime soon, and that was alright with her. "How long should it take to dry?" she asked conversationally, and totally not gauging the time she had left with her newfound companion.
His armor brought up another question, though. "So Mister Lionkiller. Why did you want to become a warrior?"
--ooc: i'll edit this with my full table soon lolllllll